Ancient poems describing midsummer

cuvette

Author: Yang Wanli

The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.

The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.

Xijiang moonlit walking on Huangsha Road

Author: Xin Qiji

The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance.

In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year. In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to Xitou.

Summer in the mountains

Author: Li Bai

Lazily shaking a white feather fan to get rid of the heat, naked in the forest.

Take off the headscarf and hang it on the rock wall, leaving the cool breeze between the pines and the pines overhead.

Summer in the mountain pavilion

Author: Gao Pian

Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.

The water curtain swayed in the breeze, and the roses in the courtyard smelled sweet.